Chapter 43: Exposing IQ
"You say my words are fake?!" Wang Linpeng's face changed drastically, and he was gloomy as if he could drip water.
"Senior Wang, don't talk nonsense. I just said I couldn't understand it, but I didn't say it was fake. Qin Yu was very calm, and he really didn't say that this was a copy.
With my vision for decades of appreciating calligraphy and painting, this is obviously a good character. But you, the young man doesn't have a few taels of ink in his stomach, and thinks that he can judge the authenticity of a treasure with just a few words of nonsense?
Qin Yu shrugged his shoulders and was noncommittal: "I'm just expressing my opinion, how to understand it is your business." β
Li Guangyuan felt that his friend Wang Linpeng was being ridiculed in public by a junior, so he naturally couldn't sit idly by, and stood up with a cold face: "Young man, maybe you do have some eyesight, but getting carried away looks naΓ―ve." I've just seen this work, and it's a masterpiece. Boy, to train your eyesight, you don't rely on delusions, it's accumulation, could it be that you hairy boy still understands better than a few of us old guys?"
Looking at the angry two, Qin Yu suddenly felt that he might not be able to come to this dinner today. For his predecessors, he is full of respect, but he is not used to seeing others relying on the old and selling the old. What is right is wrong, and what is wrong has to be broken into a right, is this the rule of the antique industry?
Hehe, it's just that the interests are ever-changing.
Qin Yu didn't want to talk nonsense with a few people anymore, so he turned around and wanted to leave.
"Stop!" Wang Linpeng roared angrily, he was cut by Qin Yu in public, how could he still have the appearance of an expert and scholar.
At the same time, the door of the private room was pushed open, and Feng Dezheng came side by side with a dignified-looking middle-aged man.
"I'm sorry, there are some things on the road that have been delayed for a while, and I'm late, so I'm sorry for everyone. Feng Dezheng said with a smile.
Feng Shuya whispered hello: "Grandpa, Dad." β
Feng Song Yuan nodded slightly at his daughter, and then found that the atmosphere in the room was a little weird, and couldn't help but be stunned: "What's the matter?"
Everyone didn't speak, and Wang Linpeng pointed at Qin Yu angrily: "Old Feng, you came just in time." What is the origin of this kid, who will argue with me in public as soon as he comes?"
Just kidding, what is his identity Wang Linpeng, an expert on the TV station, and an authority in the field of calligraphy and painting appraisal. A doll whose hair has not yet grown dares to question him, or in front of so many people, which makes him unbearable.
Feng Shuya leaned into Qin Yu's ear: "Qin Yu, why don't you apologize to Uncle Wang, after all, we are juniors, aren't we?"
"Yes, Xiao Qin, you apologize, Uncle Wang is an old man, and he will definitely not bother with you. The young man in his thirties also whispered persuasion.
"Brother, listen to me. Mr. Wang didn't say anything about calligraphy and painting, and his words couldn't be wrong. Don't be embarrassed, it's a matter of one sentence, or you will be embarrassed to see this atmosphere. "One of the twins also came out to play the round.
"Xiao Qin, what's going on?" Feng Dezheng frowned slightly.
He knows Wang Linpeng's character, and he has to ignore the unforgiving master, and no one is scared when he launches a surge. If you want to make trouble like this again, don't eat this meal, if Qin Yu doesn't leave, he will definitely have to throw his arms and leave. It's just that with Feng Dezheng's understanding of Qin Yu, this young man doesn't seem to be a vexatious person, is there any misunderstanding in the middle?
"Old Feng, it's not a big deal, it's just that Senior Wang asked me to see his new handwriting, so I briefly said my opinion. Qin Yu's attitude towards Feng Dezheng was still very respectful.
Feng Dezheng: "That's it?"
Qin Yu nodded.
Feng Dezheng couldn't cry or laugh, and said to Wang Linpeng: "Xiao Wang, what about the words, I'll take a look." β
Wang Linpeng's face darkened: "Just leave it here." β
Feng Dezheng leaned over and observed carefully for five or six minutes, then took a magnifying glass from Feng Songyuan's hand, swept it carefully word by word, and stayed for a long time at several pen turns. During the whole process, his expression was very calm, and he didn't see any waves.
After a while, Feng Dezheng straightened his waist. He first asked Wang Linpeng with a smile: "Xiao Wang, who do you think the author of this pair of characters is?"
"Then do you still need to ask, of course, it is the famous prime minister of the Qianlong period, Liu Yong and Liu Luoguo. β
The young people present couldn't help but exclaim.
One of the twins opened his mouth wide: "I'll go, it's actually Liu Luoguo's word." I watched his TV show when I was a kid!"
Li Ru's round face was full of excitement: "Wow, Brother Yang, Uncle Wang is so powerful!
Wang Yang smiled proudly, he also just knew who the author of this word was, but this did not prevent him from looking at Qin Yu with provocative eyes: "Boy, do you know who Liu Luoguo is, do you know how much his words are worth?"
Silly X. Qin Yu complained silently in his heart.
"Xiao Qin, what do you think?" Feng Dezheng asked Qin Yu again.
Of course, Qin Yu knew that this character was not written by Liu Yong, but the problem was that he couldn't come up with strong evidence to prove his point for a while. After thinking for a moment, he could only reply: "It's not written by Liu Yong, but it's just my personal opinion." β
"Che, I thought you could have something to say. Isn't this just blindness!" Wang Yang sneered disdainfully: "Anyway, the positive and negative is a 50% probability, what if you guess correctly?"
For this kind of brain damage, Qin Yu didn't bother to pay attention to him at all, he was thinking about whether he could provide any evidence. Otherwise, he will really become a fool who deliberately contradicts the experts and grandstands.
But the fact is that he really didn't know much about calligraphy and painting, he was more interested in porcelain and miscellaneous pieces since he was a child, and calligraphy and painting were only slightly dabbled.
"What is your basis?" Feng Dezheng asked.
Qin Yuxin said that he still had to come, if he didn't say one, two, three, I'm afraid Old Man Feng wouldn't be able to help him. In desperation, he sorted out his language and said slowly: "I only judged from the quality of rice paper. Many people know that during the Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, the price of rice paper was comparable to gold, and it was not affordable for ordinary people. As the prime minister of Qianlong, Liu Yong has a respected status, so he naturally does not use ordinary rice paper. I think he uses old paper that is more than five years old, and the quality is excellent. β
"Isn't the quality of this rice paper good?" Wang Linpeng didn't expect Qin Yu to actually use the quality of the paper as the basis, and couldn't help but be a little funny: "The difference between the quality of rice paper is very subtle, and ordinary people can't distinguish it at all." Boy, I don't think you should be hard-mouthed, if you don't understand, you don't understand, and if you make it up, you will only make yourself even more unable to step down. β
Although the quality of the rice paper used in this character is also of high quality, the counterfeiters do not have such strong financial support. When they write, they are supposed to use new paper, so some of the ink on the pen is not completely smudged and slightly stiff. Qin Yu ignored Wang Linpeng, but stretched out his hand and pointed to a few of the words.
Everyone came over, and several calligraphy and painting dealers even took out high-powered magnifying glasses that they carried with them.
After some research, several people were shocked, and they looked at Qin Yu as if they were looking at a monster. In these cases, it is true that as Qin Yu said, the smudging of ink cannot achieve the effect of top-notch old paper. You must know that Qin Yu only observed with the naked eye from beginning to end, without the help of equipment at all, how could he see such a subtle change in ink marks? This, this look is comparable to a microscope!
Qin Yu felt a few hot gazes sweeping back and forth on him, and he also felt a little embarrassed, so he covered his mouth and coughed lightly.
"You really didn't say anything in your eyes, it's too good!" Feng Shuya was slightly excited.
Li Guangyuan's face was ugly, and he hurriedly said: "You said so much, it can only prove that the quality of the paper is not the best, but it can't prove that this pair of words was not written by Liu Yong!"
In fact, this is the biggest reliance of Wang Linpeng and Li Guangyuan. The identification of old calligraphy and paintings has always been a difficulty for workers in the antique appraisal industry. As long as the counterfeiter is skilled, and then uses some old rice paper to paint, it is extremely difficult for modern people to distinguish. Therefore, there are very few people who really dare to touch calligraphy and painting in the Ming and Qing dynasties, because its identification is too difficult.
However, these are not a problem at all for Qin Yu, who can travel through time and space. It can be said that if Qin Yu has enough prestige, then he must be the well-deserved top spot in the ancient calligraphy and painting appraisal circle.
"I can only say that the rules in ancient times were far more complicated than we are now, and Liu Yong, as a minister, naturally would not use defective new paper to write. However, there are exceptions to everything, and maybe there is a real story in it. That's all I can say about that. Qin Yu had a faint smile on his face.
"Far-fetched!" Wang Linpeng said angrily: "Just on paper, you want to deny my more than 400,000 words?"
More than 400,000 people, especially those young people, were a little surprised to hear that a pair of unintelligible cursive could actually change to a good car. However, the people present are all people in the antique circle, and they are not very obvious.
The most surprised was Wang Yang.
He has been studying abroad all the year round, and he doesn't know much about the situation in China, and he has no interest in his father's business. He couldn't figure it out, how could the things that had just been sold for 320,000 yuan this afternoon become more than 400,000 yuan after a while?
"Dad, you're not... Wang Yang wanted to ask a question.
"Don't talk!" Wang Linpeng knew his son very well and knew that he wanted to expose his IQ, so he hurriedly stopped him.